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Bastille.
If you're reading this, first of all thanks!, and second, I hope you had an amazing Valentine's Day yesterday! Single, dating, in a relationship, married--whatever you are (if you're not quite sure, check out this post)--all love is worth celebrating! And how cool is it that this happened just before V-Day?! One more step toward equality. I just love love. Anyway, allow me to introduce you to your new favorite band: Bastille. Meet Dan, Chris, William, and Kyle.
[original photo] I'm seriously in love with these guys. The four-man British rock group, named for the lead singer's birthday (July 14th...Bastille Day...Hi, I'm a history nerd) can do no wrong. Every single song on their album is incredible. If you've heard "Pompeii" on the radio, then you already know they're amazing, so stop what you're doing and go download the "Bad Blood" album right now!
^Really, how can you not be obsessed?? ...Also, this happened yesterday:
Not so sold out after all! Best. Valentine's. Ever. xo
Current favorite song/band. It's safe to say I'm obsessed. And guess what?! They're coming to the National in Richmond. The week of my birthday!! Great, right? Except the concert sold out in minutes. Not cool, National, not cool.
In honor of the 50th anniversary of the Beatles' first live concert in the U.S. on the Ed Sullivan show. <3
That Awkward Moment.
I think I should confess something... I'm in love. With Miles Teller. Seriously, ever since the new Footloose, I've been a huge Miles Teller fan. For some reason, I find any word that comes out of his mouth completely hilarious. (My very first post was dedicated to a Miles Teller movie: The Spectacular Now. So, so good.) So naturally, while most girls were freaking out that Zac Efron was producing/starring in "That Awkward Moment," I was just excited to see Miles Teller. And he (plus Efron & Michael B. Jordan) didn't let me down! It's funny. It's sweet. It's completely inappropriate. And it's all about that special kind of bromance that I'm sure most guys dream about. No spoilers here, but go see it now!
Macklemore and Ryan Lewis shared their experience onstage during their epic Grammys performance.
Saw this on a friend's Facebook today and loved it. I've been pretty good with "wrong & stupid" lately, but such is life. And truthfully, all I want to do is travel and explore! The other night I dreamt that I was leaving to on a mission trip to Honduras, and the kids from Sierra Leone came to see me off...proof that I need to go somewhere, soon! ...Unfortunately the snow at my house today means I can't actually go anywhere. Happy snow day, y'all! xo
Same Love.
Did this blow anyone else's mind last night? So incredibly beautiful.
Chicago PD.
Check out Sophia Bush's new show Chicago PD! It's intense, and I'm already hooked. That said, remember my post on Sophia Bush? If so, you'll remember that I'm a big fan. Huge fan. So you'll understand why this completely made my day:
I'm a little too excited but I just love her! Happy Sunday! xx
Follow-up: A Dating Dictionary.
So my last post got me thinking about all the ridiculous dating lingo we have going on these days. Once upon a time you could be "single," "dating," "steady/going together," "engaged," or "married." Simple enough, right? Well today, if you ask me, there are way too many gray areas. This is my attempt to define/make sense of some of the terms I hear daily...
Single: You're not married. You're not engaged. You're not dating anyone exclusively. You may have a "friend with benefits." You may be "hooking up" with someone. You may be dating someone or multiple someones. You may be perfectly content taking time to enjoy not being tied down. Or you could be completely disillusioned with the dating scene of the 21st century. Whatever the reason, embrace it and definitely don't cry about it (see previous post).
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Talking: Enter awkward technology. You're not really going out on dates yet, although you may have hung out casually once or twice--in a group, at a bar, etc. You're flirty in person but your face-to-face conversations likely lack any truly engaging, meaningful content; you save that for text messages because that way you can hide behind your phone instead of actually seeing someone's reaction to your opinions. This gets tricky, though, because, as previously stated, you should never ever try to gauge emotions via text message. (In other words, man up and talk face to face.)
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Dating: Now this one's especially confusing. In some cases, when someone says they're "dating" another person, they mean that they're getting to know them, going out on dates (dinner, movie, etc.). Other cases, it means they're in an exclusive/official relationship. Use context clues to determine the difference.
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Hooking up: Well, let's get real. You could be hooking up with someone you're dating, someone you're exclusive/official with, your friend with benefits, or some random person you met at a bar. Technically, you can "hook up" with anyone you want, who also wants to "hook up" with you. But what does "hooking up" specifically mean? Don't pretend like you haven't had that awkward conversation...
Me: Soo...what happened with John Doe last night?
Friend: Well, we kinda hooked up...
Me: Hooked up how? Like, "hooked up hooked up?"
Friend: No! We didn't "hook up hook up," we just "hooked up," know
what I mean?
Me: Yeah...totally...
Um, no friend, I don't know what you mean. But I can guess. Long story short and without getting into the nitty gritty of it all, there are levels to "hooking up." Can we just go back to the oldschool bases? Geez louise.
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Friends with benefits: This is a fun one. So you have a friend. You're not "dating" or "in a relationship" with said friend, but you are hooking up on a regular basis. The whole idea here is to have all the benefits of a physical relationship, without the heartache of an actual, exclusive, romantic relationship. Now, if you can get through this unscathed, PROPS, but chances are, you won't. One "friend" in this situation doubtlessly has stronger feelings than the other and I'd bet money the same "friend" is hoping that eventually the fwb arrangement will lead to a serious relationship flashmob ("Hey, I want my best friend back. Because I'm in love with her..."--Justin Timberlake & Mila Kunis anyone?). Yeah, good luck with that fantasy.
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Exclusive: Congratulations! You locked someone down. You are only, exclusively hooking up with one person and they (supposedly) are only, exclusively hooking up with you. This means you are "going out," "going steady," "boyfriend/girlfriend," what the heck ever. So, new exclusive relationshipper--don't screw it up! Don't cheat, don't lie, don't steal, don't do bad stuff. Treat your new significant other with respect because goodness knows that this little situation we have here is few and far between these days.
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Official: You're exclusive, and you put it on Facebook. Woohoo! Now just make sure you don't break up because you don't want that awkward little broken heart symbol popping up all over your "friends'" newsfeeds.
-->SIDENOTE: Speaking of Facebook, if you ever put "It's Complicated" as your official Facebook relationship status...please rethink your life choices. Aka, just don't do it.
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And there you have it. Some definitions--accurate at least based on my/my friends' experiences--to clarify modern, albeit sometimes absurd dating lingo. So readers, regardless of what kind of relationship you're in, here's one little piece of advice: BE HONEST. Talk to your significant/not-so-significant other and let them know what's up. Trust me, all of these definitions are wide open for interpretation, so being straight up with them about your expectations saves a lot of time, and a lot of hurt.
The Dating Life of a 20-Something.
Let me start by reiterating why exactly my blog is called "Quarter-life Crisis." I'm 24, working my first "real" job post-graduate school, continuing to pay off loans, nannying to make extra income, and generally pretending to be a grown-up when I still ultimately feel like I know little to nothing about life and the real world. I'm guessing some of you can relate, because I didn't come up with the term "quarter-life crisis" on my own (seriously y'all, I'm not that creative). I've seen it floating around other blogs, newspapers, etc. and apparently it's a pretty common state for American 20-somethings to be in.
But, what about those 20-somethings who actually seem to have it all together? You know who I'm talking about. Some people my age have steady jobs, are married, own homes, have children, etc. Let me tell you, I'm impressed.
I've seen a lot of what could be termed "engagement shaming" on Facebook lately. 'Tis the season, right? The holidays are warm and fuzzy and love is in the air--naturally, 18 of my Facebook friends got engaged in the past few weeks (I'm not even sure I'm exaggerating there...).
^And yeah, meme's like that are bitter and unnecessary.
This is probably my favorite article floating around--"23 Things To Do Instead of Getting Engaged Before You're 23." <--I like this girl. I think she makes solid points and her list of things to do is spot on. That is not to say that I am not genuinely happy for my friends who are getting engaged and married. That is not to say that I think there's anything wrong with getting married in your 20s. Of course there's nothing wrong with it! A friend of mine had one of the most beautiful weddings I've ever attended and her relationship remains to be a wonderful example of how marriages should work. I would never in a million years put someone down for marrying "young." No matter what age, when you've found the one, you've found the one, and that's amazing.
That said, I am tired of questions like these: "Soo are you dating anyone?" "Soo who's the lucky guy?" "Is there a ring on your finger yet?" Um, no. I'm single, thank you very much. Clearly there is no ring on my finger. You can see that by simply glancing at my left hand.
(^hilarious. Read more here.)
For some reason, once you hit your 20s, people really start pushing the need to find "the one," and that makes a lot of the single crowd feel "less than" for not being in a relationship. I think that people mean well when they ask those^ questions. Typically, it's people who truly care about you, think a lot of you, and expect that some lucky person is going to be dating you. Maybe they're really saying, "You're so great you must have a significant other!" Except too often we hear it as, "What's wrong with you? Why you can't find someone? Why does no one want you?" Why should we feel like we're being put down for being single? We put so much pressure on ourselves these days to find the perfect person that simple, well-meant questions feel abrasive and hurtful. Why is that??
I've heard people suggest bringing back the "old-fashioned" dating route--dating multiple people at once and seeing if you click with any of them. You know, going on actual dates. Picking up/getting picked up, going to dinner and a movie, then being walked to your front door at the end of the night. YES! Please. Bring that back. I'll admit that I'm as much of a hopeless romantic as the next person. I'm a 24-year-old female so duh, I've obviously watched "The Notebook" 192840 times. Movies create these perfect romantic worlds that girls (and probably guys, too--they'd just never admit it) sit around and dream about, but then what happens? Rather than "dating" by the original meaning of the word, we go out to bars, knock back a few long islands, and expect to meet Mr./Mrs. Right. We "hook up" with someone the first time we meet them and expect them to call us the next day. We have extensive texting conversations instead of talking on the phone or, God forbid, face to face. We "hang out" instead of "date."
HOLY ABRAHAM LINCOLN MAKE IT STOP.
If you ask me, this whole "new and improved" dating system is why I continually see people getting hurt. Genuinely good, kind-hearted people who deserve so much more. It's not easy to get to know someone in a crowded club. It's not fair to judge someone on their looks. It's completely stupid to try and gauge emotions via text message. The whole system just sucks. So here's my advice, and take it for what it's worth (after all, I'm a single 20-something in the midst of a quarter-life crisis with a lot of opinions and very little life experience...and this is probably advice for me as much as any of you):
If you're engaged or married, then congratulations! Married friends--you know I love you and could not be more happy for you. If you are my age--or older, or younger--and lamenting the single life, STOP! Stop right now. I think Vanessa's (of "23 Things") main point was that if you're not engaged by 23 (or 25 in my case), don't cry about it. Embrace it: travel, take up your entire queen bed by yourself, focus on you. Do whatever it takes to find yourself. Just because some people are married and you're not does not mean that anything is wrong with you; it's just not your time yet. Wait for someone who actually wants to date you and get to know you; someone who's going to accept you at your best as well as your worst; someone who's going to love the flaws and imperfections that make you so self-conscious otherwise. Quit settling for the people who don't treat you well; people who give very little but expect a lot; people who make you feel like less than you are. You deserve so much more. And last but definitely not least, take it from Sex & the City:
New Year's Resolution.
Happy New Year, friends!! I hope that you all had a wonderful and safe time ringing in 2014 last night. I got to spend time with a couple of my best friends from college, which is always a blast.
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While I love celebrating the new year, I'm one of those people who always makes resolutions and breaks them within a week. According to Pastor Dad's sermon last Sunday, only 8% of people keep their resolutions for the entire year. Each new year is filled with pledges to save more money, quit smoking, fall in love (seriously, some people say that's their resolution. What?!), lose weight...and then those pledges are quickly forgotten. So, in an attempt to keep myself more accountable this year, I'm putting my resolution in the blog. If you're reading this, it is now your job to make sure I follow through!
My resolution for 2014 is to treat each day like an adventure.
Sounds cliche? Okay, yeah, completely, but hear me out. I've spent a lot of time this past year wishing that I could be somewhere else. Going to Sierra Leone reminded me just how much I love traveling--meeting new people, seeing new places, experiencing new customs, trying new foods--you name it. Each time I've been out of the country, I've left with the goal of being completely openminded, and it makes all the difference.
Some of my happiest memories are of singing and dancing with the kids in Africa, eating a whole--and I mean WHOLE (not the bones but you get it)--fish in Honduras, getting lost trying to navigate the tube in London, running through the gardens at Versailles, etc. But I don't ever live with that same mindset while I'm at home. I don't sing unless I'm shut in my car where no one can hear me. I have no rhythm so I usually refuse to dance. I eat the same foods all the time. And I rarely just explore.
There are so many places around the world that I want to visit, and sometimes I get so wrapped up in dreaming about other countries that I forget to appreciate my own backyard. But, I'm sick of always wishing I was somewhere else. I can't afford to jump on a plane any time I want that deliriously happy, free feeling that I get when I'm somewhere new. I want to live day-to-day with that same openness that I have when I travel--observe more, learn more, do more, listen more, appreciate more. New year, new outlook.
What are your resolutions?
Happy 2014!!
Whisper words of wisdom.
I've seriously neglected the blog lately--'tis the season to be crazy busy! I hope y'all had a wonderful holiday and hope that everyone has a wonderful New Year's! Stay safe out there.
Until the next "real" post, some words of wisdom via Pinterest I've been feeling lately:
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Also--this gem from The Voice! My favorite song in the world, sung by the Sexiest Man Alive? Yes, please.
This blog is essentially dedicated to whining about life in your twenties. Filing your taxes. Applying for health benefits. Rush hour traffic. Trying to decode if someone is flirting or just being nice. These are all things we must deal with as twentysomethings, and they suck. But a recent...
Another Sierra Leone post? Sorry not sorry.
Yesterday I received something in the mail that, yet again, made me wish more than anything that I could get back to Sierra Leone this year. Courtesy of student loan repayments, work, etc. (woohoo post-grad school life!) (don't get me wrong, I love my job), it's just not feasible. I will go back by summer 2015 ...I can't stand the thought of waiting longer.
Anyway, back to the mail and the whole point of this post. I want to introduce you to two more of my summer school kids--brothers Norman and Mustapha:
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I think I mentioned in an earlier post that Helping Children Worldwide makes a point not to tell each child's background story. That way, missioners to the Child Rescue Center don't bring it up, and the children don't feel exposed; it gives them an opportunity to move forward without looking back. But sometimes, it's necessary to share their stories in order to give people an idea of the amazing work they're doing.
HCW mailed me a picture of Norman and Mustapha with their story attached, and I want to share it with you. If you haven't deduced this already, these two are brothers. Norman is about 6 years old, Mustapha is 9. I didn't know their background when I was in Africa, and to be completely honest, I didn't even know they were brothers. All of the CRC children consider each other siblings; they're one big family, so it's often difficult to tell who's actually related. 2 years ago, Mustapha and Norman lost their parents. Their father died, and soon after, their mother died giving birth to their little sister. An aunt took the children in, and they all (4-year-old Norman and 7-year-old Mustapha included) made a living by making and selling soap. The children were not able to go to school, and often the family didn't sell enough soap to buy food. When social services heard about their situation, the aunt fled with the baby and left the boys on their own. Two hungry little boys, all alone.
Reading that story hurt. I know these kids. Norman is the tiniest 6-year-old I've ever seen. Maybe he's actually 5. I don't know. Still, he's tiny. Regardless, he gives the most powerful hugs! One of our team members nicknamed him "Stormin' Norman." The kid is just awesome. He has an extreme underbite which makes his smile that much bigger and brighter. He runs at you out of nowhere and jumps into your arms for hugs or attaches himself to your legs while you walk. He doesn't speak English well, but his wide eyes say everything for him.
Mustapha was my best student. He was bored most of the time in my class, and by the end of the two weeks I realized I probably should have let him move up to the next age group. He finished his worksheets faster than anyone, and was always the first to raise his hand to answer a question or volunteer to read. I often called on him to help the younger children finish their worksheets. It amazed me to read that he hadn't been in school until two years ago. He is incredibly bright and such a hard worker--he had to be in order to catch up to his peers. On top of that, he loves music, loves to dance, and is one of the youngest members of the CRC football (soccer) team.
These two, along with the other 43 children at the CRC, have come such a long way with the support of Helping Children Worldwide. I'm proud to say that I know them, and I'm excited to watch them grow into leaders for their country. Remember I told you that I asked my class what they want to be when they grow up? Remember two of them said President? Mustapha was one of those and I've gotta say, kid's already got my vote.
^Faidu, Mohamed, & Mustapha showing off their stickers
^Stormin' Norman
Support Mustapha, Norman, & the rest of these amazing kids here: www.helpingchildrenworldwide.org
"When your heart is broken, when you have cracks in your heart… it lets the light in."
Ellen DeGeneres to Lea Michele (via slightlymisplaced)